There was something that passed over his features, but it was gone before she could get more than an impression that it had been there at all. He wished to talk? Her confusion was clear but she nodded and moved back to sit on her bed, the pistol eased down finally to rest beside her thigh.

"Have I preformed poorly?"

She'd studied hard, tried to do her best. She thought she was more advanced than the others of the program. She'd been praised by her other trainers but knew this man was altogether different. Only the best trained with him alone rather than the groups sessions.

"What more is there?"